Vida Chique (feat. Kaash Paige)

She wants a little bit of—
She wants a little bit of—
She wants—
She wants a little bit of—

She wants a little bit of—
She wants a little bit of everything I have
Vampire, wants to suck my soul
Just because I came from the favela
I still don't understand this chic life
In bed, this girl begs
Takes off all the designer clothes, throws everything on the floor
Your head spins like a carousel
You asking me: What time is it?

Midnight, you coming onto me
Moaning, calling me life
Don't you remember? Muah, what do you mean?
Midnight and fifteen
Another joint rolled, another glass of gin
No need to pretend
With a snap of my fingers, your panties drop

Almost an hour with this girl in the room
Calm down, I'm not made of steel
Sip on water and fucking, fucking
My belt hitting her face
Asks me not to leave a mark
Girl, screw it, I'll leave it like that
I've been stubborn since I was little
Messy hair, your neck red

She rides so well that I even lose my speech
She, that I even lose my speech
Illegal substances keep her awake
She drops one in the little bottle
You know I disappear and reappear out of nowhere
Does that comfort you or make you bitter?
I only have an angelic face
So now dance for me

She wants a little bit of everything I have
Vampire, wants to suck my soul
Just because I came from the favela
I still don't understand this chic life
In bed, this girl begs
Takes off all the designer clothes, throws everything on the floor
Your head spins like a carousel
You asking me: What time is it?

Midnight, you coming onto me
Moaning, calling me life
Don't you remember? Muah, what do you mean?

Brazil, Brazil
Just tell me how you feel
Brazil, Brazil
I've been really tryna chill

In the favelas
Run it up, stackin' my cheddar
My life a novela
She want me, I say: It's whatever

Oh, oh, oh, oh, dodgin', ridin' through your city
Oh, oh, oh, oh, bad bitches fuckin' with me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I do whatever I want
They roll with the Uzi
My girls always up so I'm havin' to flaunt

Flauntin', flauntin', I ain't going out tonight
Wantin', wantin', all you see is flashing lights
That's my type, girl, ooh, I think I like her
I like her

She wants a little bit of everything I have
Vampire, wants to suck my soul
Just because I came from the favela
I still don't understand this chic life
In bed, this girl begs
Takes off all the designer clothes, throws everything on the floor
Your head spins like a carousel
You asking me: What time is it?

Midnight, you coming onto me
Moaning, calling me life
Don't you remember? Muah, what do you mean?